[ Likewise, he pays very little attention to her backside...until they emerge from the water. At that point he pointedly doesn't look at her rear whilst he shakes off the salt water. It dries unpleasantly on his skin in the light, warm wind that brushes past.

Nyx is still there, dutifully on guard. She growls a welcome as they approach. ]

I suppose we must find some secluded spot for you to change then. Unless you enjoy stripping down in full view of those who pass by.